Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 3786

It's not worth it!

However, he was gravely injured and faced with the formidable Max, he had absolutely no power to resist at that moment. He could only await death.

Just at this critical moment, Nathan made his move.

Cough! Cough!

Nathan coughed lightly, yet the sound echoed like a clap of thunder.

Boom!

The crimson handprint that was clutching Markell's throat shattered instantly, suffering an invisible, massive energy blow as Nathan coughed.

Markell was finally free. He plummeted from the air and landed on the ground with a thud. He knelt there, coughing uncontrollably.

What?

Max's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Not only was he shocked by Nathan's intervention to prevent him from killing Markell, but he was even more astounded by the terrifying strength Nathan inadvertently displayed.

He looked at Nathan with a sense of disbelief and uncertainty.

Wasn't it said that Nathan was seriously injured, and it was only after dozens of military and royal physicians took turns to rescue him that he was barely saved?

Wasn't it said that Nathan's injuries were so severe to the point where he even had to start relaying his final wishes?

How could he unleash such immense power with just a casual cough?

Upon hearing this, Max exclaimed loudly, “Markell, don't believe his words. Even if he doesn't kill you, the Gods won't spare you. Your death this time is inevitable.”

Nathan looked at Max, who was almost at his wit's end, and disdainfully said, “Oh? Markell, you were merely following orders; you were but a knife. The guilt does not lie with you, the knife, but with the person who wielded you to commit the crime. I assure you, if you reveal the mastermind, the Gods will not fault you.”

Markell gritted his teeth, suddenly raising his finger to point at Max. “He was the one who directed me. Ever since we conquered the Divine Realm, he couldn't bear the loneliness, always aspiring to rise in rank. He used the pretext of suppressing the Gods race to slaughter them, using their fresh blood to create a blood pool for a blood feast. This was all to achieve his goal of strengthening himself and his loyal followers. He even conspired with the Four Emperors to assassinate the God King. Furthermore, he had set his sights on the Blood of Medille. He ordered me to lead a team, infiltrating Snowcrest Sanctum to steal the Blood of Medille. Originally, this was a task that couldn't possibly be completed. However, because the Four Emperors attacked Your Majesty yesterday, the guards of Snowcrest Sanctum joined in the pursuit of the Four Emperors. Therefore, I took advantage of the situation and successfully stole the Blood of Medille...”

As Markell voiced his accusations one by one, Max's face grew increasingly grim.

In the end, murderous intent filled his eyes. No longer restraining Markell from speaking, he stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, arms crossed, adopting the most standard and imposing stance of a military commander, standing there indifferently.

He looked coldly at Nathan, then at Markell. At this moment, there was no longer any need to downplay or conceal anymore.

He had already blatantly revealed his fangs.